is he home


[In order of comming out: Jared to Evan- eight grade. Evan to Jared- sophomore year. Connor to Zoe and Zoe to Connor- senior year. ~mod c]


This is Stan (Lee, because he is a Cameo peacock).

Four days ago, Stan came to me with toes that were terribly curled and twisted, his left foot joint was twisted so badly it had popped completely out of place, and his legs were so splayed out he could not walk at all. After a lot of work with tiny corrective shoes made of cardboard and soft medical tape, and several days of wearing a hobble on his legs, this is where we are at.

He is not 100% yet, but these are his very first steps all on his own, and I am very proud of him. I hope you are proud of him, too.

Someone tell my dog to stop barking at nothing

I was driving home today as I passed by all the places we used to go together. It was in the midst of our bittersweet memories when I realized I took you to all my favorite places.
All my favorite places that I can never return to again.
—  Everything reminds me of you